um chika um chika um
chika um chika um chika
um chika
koyi to ho jiske liye jina ho to marna pade
koyi to ho jiske liye jina ho to marna pade
are marna ho to jina pade
badi mushkil hai ye dil vil ye dil vil uff alla
badi mushkil hai ye dil vil ye dil vil uff alla
ye dil vil uff alla

um chika um chika um chika
koyi to ho jiske liye jina ho to marna pade
are he he marna ho to jina pade

ho koyi to ho mil jaye to
hey shakho pe rakh ke aise sajaye
aankho me sare mausam bitaye
shabnam me bhigi bate sunaye
aankho me sare mausam bitaye
ke aankho me koyi to ho jiske liye
jina ho to marna pade
are marna ho to jina pade

hu ta na na ta na te re na ta na te re na

aisa bhi hoga ek roj to jab
tum hamare ghar aao to
ho ruk jaye sari duniya ke raste
aa jaye aansu jab hanste hanste
phir nahi aana na kahi jana
ruk jaye rahe muk jaye raste ke raste me
koyi to ho jiske liye jina ho to marna pade
are mrna hai to jina pade
badi mushkil hai ye dil vil ye dil vil uff alla
badi mushkil hai ye dil vil ye dil vil uff alla
ye dil vil uff alla

Um Chika Um Chika Um Chika
Um Chika Um Chika Um Chika
Um Chika
Someone must exist, for whom to live, one must die.
Someone must exist, for whom to live, one must die.
Oh, to die is to live, it seems.
This heart, oh this heart, is a trial, oh Allah!
This heart, oh this heart, is a trial, oh Allah!
This heart, oh Allah!
Um Chika Um Chika Um Chika
Someone must exist, for whom to live, one must die.
Oh, to die is to live, it seems.

Oh, if only someone would come, to meet and to find
To place on the branches, and to adorn in a way
To spend all the seasons within the eyes
And whisper of stories, in the dew-kissed ways
To spend all the seasons within the eyes
For within the eyes, someone must be present
For whom to live, one must die.
Oh, to die is to live, it seems.
Hu Ta Na Na Ta Na Te Re Na Ta Na Te Re Na

It will happen, one day,
When you come to our home
All the world's paths shall halt and pause,
Tears will arrive, as laughter is made.
Yet, do not depart, do not wander away
May the roads become still, may paths be muted.
Someone must exist, for whom to live, one must die.
Oh, to die is to live, it seems.
This heart, oh this heart, is a trial, oh Allah!
This heart, oh this heart, is a trial, oh Allah!
This heart, oh Allah!